Cathedral. Bagpipes play "Amazing Grace." We see Michael's flag-draped casket emerge from the church. A somber Jane doesn't look at the casket, but rather at the ground. I think she's decided to grow the bangs out, but she's not really doing anything with them right now. To show us that she's in mourning, she opted not to wear the lipstick that really pops. She's still wearing the green eye-shadow though. A person died, not fashion. As the casket nears Jane, she begins to tear up. She watches it pass. A solemn Sam watches it pass as well. And from a nearby rooftop, Tarzan has the best seats in the house. Tarzan isn't very smart. This is probably the worst place he could be -- at a funeral filled with cops for the very cop he dropped. But Tarzan likes watching Jane no matter what she does.
And from another nearby rooftop, two thugs lean over and watch the proceedings. "There she is, right there," says the one with the enormous binoculars. I wish there was a font called "Shifty Wiseguy Voice," so I could use it right here. When Shifty says, "Jane Porter," suddenly Tarzan goes into SwimmyEar, and his heartbeat becomes louder. He listens as the two men inform us that they've been hired to follow Jane so that they can find Tarzan, who's apparently always around her. These guys are so good at what they do that they don't see Tarzan standing at their eye level on a nearby building. That's some good work there, fellas. (That was in my Chief Wiggum Voice font.) In fact, the one with the binoculars says, "No sign of him." We can see them from where Tarzan is standing. How shitty are these guys?
Tarzan leaps away and does an unnecessary shoulder roll to leap over a thigh-high fence. Bagpipe music makes me uneasy. It sounds like pain. Tarzan scales the church. Maybe it's another church. Oh, we can see that it's another church because Tarzan stops at the sign that tells us it's a Methodist church, and clearly Michael just finished up his Catholic mass. Anyway, Tarzan climbs up the church wall quite easily as we see the police officers finally put Michael's casket in the hearse. On the roof of the church, the wonderfully manicured Tarzan finds the blissfully unaware thugs still leaning over the side. Now, Tarzan. Remember what happened to you the last five times you've fought someone on a rooftop. Oh, that silly monkey. He never learns anything. Tarzan fights while Jane barely weeps down on the street. Tarzan's fights continue to go into slow-motion whenever he lifts and throws someone off of his still-clothed shoulders. Gunshot, shmunshot. Tarzan is proud of the move he does where he leaps in the air and traps one bad guy in his arms and the other one between his knees and takes them both to the ground. Wait, why are there three bad guys now? Too bad the bagpipes don't bust it techno-style for the fight. Tarzan pulls back his hair and pants as the coffin finally gets seriously pushed all the way into the hearse. These things take time, after all. Tarzan lifts up the Carson Daly-looking thug -- who was waiting for Tarzan to grab him before he began "acting" -- and throws him against those pyramid-looking things that are all over Tarzan's rooftops. "Leave her alone," Tarzan says. He then throws Carson to the ground, pants, looks around, and disappears.